Not that I'm a clingy wuss puss or anything, but after the day I had yesterday, I am staying pretty darn close to home. It happened like this: I was taking the air. It was a warm sunny day. Birds were singing, mowers mowing, Tiggers tiggering, sheep sheeping and all was well in Austinland.
Then all of a sudden. ....
It was either those RAF chaps from Valley bombing the summerhouse or a humdinger of a storm. It turned out to be the latter!
A kitty should always carry his brolly :)
However, I disappeared for FOUR hours and the storm didn't stop. It went on and on and on ... a bit like The Staff did when I finally returned looking (she said) like a drowned rat! Cheek!! Anyways, today I am sticking close to home as I hear that there could be another blitzkrieg storm thingy this afternoon!
The Staff wants to say thank you to everyone on facebook who comforted her when I was stuck in a hedge in a neighbour's garden. She is the wuss puss if you ask me!!
storm - something that is better confined to a teacup